I Turned Wild After Being Doted On By The Big Bosses

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Chapter 881: Who Is So Important To Let The Big Boss of the Top Floor Come and Look?

“Those below Class D cannot take the examination for Class A or B.”

The staff explained patiently, “Our computers can’t enter it either.”

“Really? I want to try.”

Pei Yunge said slowly, and the staff thought that Pei Yunge was suspecting that she was lying to her!

“You can try if you don’t believe me!”

The staff immediately got Pei Yunge to sit in her seat as her eyes drifted around, afraid that they would get caught.

However, what was unexpected was that in the next second, she heard Pei Yunge’s clear voice.

“I’m done.”

The staff regained her senses and looked at the computer screen instinctively, feeling that Pei Yunge’s lying methods were clumsy.

However, following that, a [Class Assessment: B] appeared clearly on the screen.

What kind of joke was this?!

There was clearly no such option in the system!

“Can I go for the assessment now?”

Pei Yunge’s voice entered her ears again.

After regaining her senses, the staff’s body froze. “Y-Yes…”

…

On the top floor.

“That fellow, Du Xiao, called just now. He said that that person came today.”

The old man looked very energetic. If it wasn’t for his white hair, he looked more like he was in his forties or fifties. He put on his suit jacket as he spoke.

“That person? Who is it?”

Another person stopped drinking tea and quickly regained his senses. “YUN?! She came today??”

“Yes, isn’t today the assessment day? Du Xiao wanted to bring her here while we’re all here.”

The old man smiled.

“No matter what, someone who can create ‘Spring Night Banquet’ is at least a Class D in my heart,” another person said.

There had never been anyone in the International Musicians’ Association who could get Class D just from creative writing.

As for those who had entered the D-rank, they could already teach the new students who had just joined the International Musicians’ Association.

“Really? But that old fellow’s standards are very high. He set YUN’s goal as ‘C’.” The old man chuckled.

“What kind of joke is this? The International Musicians’ Association has been established for so many years, and only one person has gotten a C in the first try.” Hearing this, another person frowned.

The International Musicians’ Association’s assessment was not only about creative talent.

“Okay, go and take a look.”

A teacher, who had remained silent, paused for a moment before he took his laptop and went downstairs first.

“Xiao Han likes to scare talented players the most. Why do I feel that this assessment isn’t too good?” the old man said slowly.

Not long after.

The news that the teachers on the top floor had come down had already spread to the entire second floor of the assessment.